Just got home from another eventful hunting weekend with Joseph. We chased pigs and deer all over Globe, but no volunteers. Needless to say trotting a few miles up mountains & mostly sliding down steep valleys while carrying my bow in the scorching heat did a number on me. Sometimes I thought I was going to pass out from the heat of the sun.
Mind you this is what we call fun. :) Under normal conditions it really is, but with added concern and stress about getting dehydrated, & the dizzy spells it just didn't go so well for me. After an afternoon nap I decided to stay home while Joey & his buddy Asher went out for the afternoon hunt. Wise choice. Over the nap I had developed a pounding headache that just would not go away. So... i took a shower. Still felt terrible. Ate some food... felt even more terrible. Tried to lay down for a nap. You guessed it terrible. No matter what I did I could not feel good. I just felt Terrible!
The boys came home and I told them I wanted to run by the grocery store to pick up some fresh fruit & ice-cream. They were hungry so agreed to go. We get to the store, and not even a minute after I get out I'm heaving behind the tail gate. Poor boys! It's disgusting I know, but it just had to be. Feeling a little better now we go inside & get our supplies. Heading home starting to not feel so good again. Once again not moments from getting out of the truck & I'm bent over in the front yard.
Thinking we are all done I'm ready to try some of this fresh fruit. That lasted all of 30 minutes and yes... another trip to the bathroom. You guessed it more heaving. I had surrendered my head to the toilet, and finally dropped helplessly to the floor to feel the cool tile against my face. Surely there could me no more heaving, because I could honestly say there was not an ounce of fluids or solids left in my system. Cue the dry heaving. If you have never been fortunate enough to experience this I will be happy to explain. Your body knows there is nothing left, but continues to try to get you to empty your contents. You have no control over it, and it lasts as long as your body wants it to. Nothing in the world can stop this fruitless labor.
Dropping again to the floor I heard a voice from the hallway. It was Joey asking if I was ok. Surprisingly in a sweet voice I managed to get out the words "I'll be fine,thanks for asking". That was his responsibility right? If someone is sick you ask if they are ok. Common courtesy by any standard. If he had walked away after that I would have understood and had no reason to be mad at him. He was being courteous.
These next few moments shaped our very future and left me with a deeper understanding of where we are really headed. Next to me I felt his body on the floor. He started rubbing my back. I could never have guessed that such a simple thing could make me feel better, but it absolutely did. I started to feel instant relief all over my body. As he continued with my arms & my neck I felt my headache get lighter and lighter. I felt so good and happy it is just too hard to put into words the things I felt. It's like when you were a kid and you stayed home from school when you were sick and Mom gave you some hot soup.
It's always an awkward situation when you see someone is not feeling good and you know you cannot help. I always knew Joey loved me, and that we would always be ok, but that simple gesture made me feel like I'm am not at all in it alone. I know that sounds silly, but even when you are married some times you are just one your one with some things. It seems to me that Dads in general get scared (or in some cases lazy) and really just leave kids with the Moms and call them "their responsibility". As much as I understand the reasoning and agree somewhat, I strongly feel like it is a family unit, and each member has to put in their share.
For whatever reason the worries I had about Joey being a not so helpful Dad disappeared. I feel like he is in it just as much as I am. I feel like he wants to help. I feel like it is important to him too. It just left me feeling good. Emotionally & Physically :0). As much as it was kinda a rough weekend, it was almost groundbreaking for me. I know it may sound so silly to everyone else, but it was a really important moment.
So now that you have heard my complaints & ramblings... Here is an update on our little one. We are 10 weeks today! Take no note that the explanation call it a HE. I stared pulling these from Baby Center, and until you find out the sex they rotate he and she in to their write ups. Guess it helps keep an open mind right? Who knows... Here is the update.
Your pregnancy: 10 weeks
How your baby's growing:Though he's barely the size of a kumquat — a little over an inch or so long, crown to bottom — and weighs less than a quarter of an ounce, your baby has now completed the most critical portion of his development. This is the beginning of the so-called fetal period, a time when the tissues and organs in his body rapidly grow and mature.He's swallowing fluid and kicking up a storm. Vital organs — including his kidneys, intestines, brain, and liver (now making red blood cells in place of the disappearing yolk sac) — are in place and starting to function, though they'll continue to develop throughout your pregnancy.If you could take a peek inside your womb, you'd spot minute details, like tiny nails forming on fingers and toes (no more webbing) and peach-fuzz hair beginning to grow on tender skin.In other developments: Your baby's limbs can bend now. His hands are flexed at the wrist and meet over his heart, and his feet may be long enough to meet in front of his body. The outline of his spine is clearly visible through translucent skin, and spinal nerves are beginning to stretch out from his spinal cord. Your baby's forehead temporarily bulges with his developing brain and sits very high on his head, which measures half the length of his body. From crown to rump, he's about 1 1/4 inches long. In the coming weeks, your baby will again double in size — to nearly 3 inches.
